"Why are there two tokens?" Shen Sangruo asked, looking at the two tokens stacked together in her hand.

She thought the Taoist priest had made a mistake.

The topmost token is the Ninghua Sect disciple token, covering the token below it.

The Taoist Master Wuwei smiled, his eyes narrowing. "You'll see when you see it."

Seeing the smug expression on Wuwei Daoren's face, Shen Sanruo sensed something was wrong.

She took down the disciple token, and the words "Young Sect Master's Token" immediately caught her eye.

"So, do you like it?" The Taoist Master Wuwei smiled even more broadly, and his face became even more wrinkled.

Chen Sanruo stretched her neck forward, her eyes widened slightly, and pointed her right index finger at herself, "Me?"

"Yes, you." The Taoist Master Wuwei nodded affirmatively, his face full of confidence in her.

"You mean you want me, who just joined the sect, to be the young sect leader of Ninghua Sect?" Shen Sanruo thought that Wuwei Daoren was just being playful. "Sect leader, please don't joke around."

Although Ninghua Sect doesn't have many disciples now, Ye Huai and the others are all outstanding individuals, and they should be considered first when selecting a young sect leader.

Moreover, giving her the Young Sect Master's token is tantamount to handing over the entire Ninghua Sect to her in the future.

“This is too rash.” She looked at the others, wanting them to help persuade the Taoist Wuwei.

However, everyone else had an expression that said, "You can do it, we believe you," as if they already knew about it.

Shen Sangruo: "..."

"See? We all agree that you should be the young sect leader." Daoist Wuwei stroked his beard, a smug smile in his eyes.

Seeing that Shen Sangruo still hesitated, he added, "How about we arrange a competition for you as a young sect leader, just like the Flying Cloud Sect?"

"There are only a few people in the sect. Even if I let Ye Huai and the others participate, no one can beat you."

"They all voted for you in the sect elections, so you've already won; your management of sect affairs was personally taught by me, so you're naturally better than them; and as for cultivation, who among them can compare to you?"

Su Xiyu and Song Weiyan have only recently recovered, Ye Huai is about to recover, and Bai Ruoan has not yet recovered at all.

"With three victories, you are the well-deserved and popular choice to become the young sect leader." The Daoist Wuwei appealed to her emotions and reasoned with her, determined to hand over the young sect leader token to her.

“Yes, yes.” Su Xiyu and the others nodded frantically, and even Ye Huai nodded in agreement.

Immortal Lord Changli said, "Don't worry about keeping it. This isn't a spur-of-the-moment decision by Wuwei. He has already given it a lot of thought and discussed it with us."

"No matter what happens to Ninghua Sect in the future, we are confident in entrusting it to you."

Looking at the somewhat heavy token of the young sect leader in her hand, Shen Sanruo naturally knew the responsibility it represented.

After gazing intently for a moment, she gripped the young sect leader's token tightly, her eyes showing no hesitation, only determination and composure.

She had always been held to the standards of the young sect leader since childhood, so she was naturally not intimidated by such a scene.

Her voice was steady, and she no longer declined: "This disciple will certainly not fail in my mission."

They chose to believe her, and she will certainly live up to that trust.

Thus, on her very first day at Ninghua Sect, Shen Sangruo became the sect's young master.

Meanwhile, inside the Flying Cloud Sect.

"You unfilial disciple! How far will you go to cause trouble for that person who was expelled from the sect?" Master Lingxiao was furious, his eyes filled with rage.

With a flick of his sleeve, he sent Wen Xuan, who was kneeling in front of him, flying several meters away.

However, after spitting out a mouthful of blood, Wen Xuan, despite his face being covered in pain, still stubbornly knelt before Lingxiao Zhenren.

She kowtowed to him and said, "I beg you, Master, to persuade Sect Leader Shen to rescind the order to expel Xiao Ru from the sect."

Feng Heyun and Luo Chu, who accompanied him, thought Wen Xuan had gone mad when they saw him so stubbornly opposing Lingxiao Zhenren.

They didn't know why Wen Xuan was reacting so strongly now, since Wen Xuan hadn't reacted so strongly when Shen Sang left Zhenlin Peak.

His emotions were so intense that even the usually composed man was willing to do impulsive, reckless, and inconsiderate things just to plead for Chen Sangruo.

They first went to Shen Daochen for help, but naturally, Shen Daochen refused to see them.

If things had ended there, it would have been over. But Wen Xuan seemed possessed, refusing to leave no matter what, and blocked the main peak, begging Shen Daochen to retract his order, which attracted many disciples to stop and watch.

Shen Daochen was extremely annoyed by this. He was still angry about the young sect leader's competition, so he directly sent word to Lingxiao Zhenren to bring the person back and teach him a lesson.

When Master Lingxiao brought the person back, he was very displeased, but Wen Xuan seemed oblivious and risked completely angering Master Lingxiao by continuing to plead for him.

Lingxiao Zhenren had already knocked Wen Xuan away several times before, but Wen Xuan was still unwilling to give up and insisted on defying him despite his overwhelming anger. He was about to lose his patience.

"Wen Xuan, what kind of bewitching potion did Chen Sangri give you?"

"You used to be so wary of her harming your junior sister, but now that she has injured her so badly and shows no remorse, you are still pleading for her?"

"If Chen Sangruo has no connection with you or the Flying Cloud Sect of Zhenlin Peak, why are you protecting her so much? Bai Mumu is your junior sister!"

Lingxiao Zhenren glanced at Wen Xuan with half-closed eyes, his gaze filled with scrutiny and incomprehension.

Upon hearing the words "no longer any relation," Wen Xuan's body visibly trembled. The next moment, he raised his lowered head, revealing several tear tracks on his face.

Upon seeing this, Lingxiao Zhenren, Feng Heyun, and Luo Chu were all taken aback.

Wen Xuan's voice seemed to contain endless pain as he refuted Ling Xiao Zhenren's words: "No, Master, Xiao Ruo has always been my junior sister, and she will always be my junior sister!"

"We really can't live without Xiaoruo. We owe her so much. Master, I beg you, if we don't do something to make amends, she really won't want to come back!"

Even Wen Xuan himself didn't realize that his voice was trembling slightly.

He was absolutely certain that Shen Sanruo herself wanted to leave the Flying Cloud Sect, rather than being expelled from it.

She wanted to distance herself from them; Xiaoruo didn't want them anymore.

Lingxiao Zhenren frowned, about to say something, when Wen Xuan continued:

"It's not that I don't care about my junior sister. Of course, I feel sorry for her when she gets hurt, but I believe that Xiao Ruo didn't do it on purpose. Xiao Ruo isn't that kind of person."

"She's not that kind of person?" Master Lingxiao sneered. "Then tell me, what kind of person is she?"

"Back then, if anything happened to your junior sister, you would be the first to suspect Shen Sangruo, but now you're telling me you believe her?"

"For the sake of Chen Sangruo, you have forgotten my teachings and learned to lie through your teeth like this?"